One year ago today, I was dressed in a flowing white gown and he in a barong tagalog. I carried a bouquet of pink and orange gerberas and a wide smile on my face. He wore a nervous grin on his face and beads of sweat decorated his forehead. I walked down the aisle to our wedding song, “The Prayer”, and he waited at the altar, tears shining in his eyes. What bonded us the best was not the “You may kiss the bride” bit, but the embrace we shared after that first kiss as husband and wife. It was the embrace that would start a life of warm embraces, a life of holding each other come what may.
One year ago today was the beginning of many happy days together. I can’t wait to see what this second year of togetherness will bring us.